The Deepest End of Love (The Brightest Light #3)

by Lisina Coney

“It takes real talent, Oliver, to cheat on your girlfriend and make yourself look like the victim.”

How do you tell someone that you’re falling in love with their mind without freaking them out?

“You once asked what keeps me calm,” I rasp out, my fingers itching to move closer to her waist. “I called you because it’s you, angel. You keep me calm.”

I’ve been the prisoner of my own anxiety and overthinking all this time, subject to expectations that weren’t there.

Said I wanted to tattoo these angel wings for you because you taught me to learn from the pain. To free myself from my shackles and fly away.”

To the brightest light.